FREEDOM TO HATE: POSMODERNITY, DEMOCRACY AND TYRANY OF CHAOS

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In recent years, we have witnessed the deployment of the isms. A sea of ​​ideologies, furious and stupid, reached human shores wanting to disturb the peace. His legacy? Endless blocks faced; a seedbed watered with rage that already transplanted, gives juicy fruits of a well pampered hatred.

What is the world today? It has not taken a nuclear war, a planetary Chernobyl, extreme climate change or mass extinction, to make the planet an uninhabitable place. An inhospitable desert, inhabited only by the friendly eye of Big Brother. Watchman behind the digital peephole.

The spirit retreating to feudal times.

What is democracy? For idiots, who form majorities, democracy is an expression of the people. A construct where citizens express what they believe best for their future. Leaving the world of yuppi, and reaching out to the arid reality, we find that democracy is only the plain of suspicion. Fertile ground for the harvest of evil. A system where to face each other, keeping alive an orderly conflict, neat and without expensive damage.

The three powers, different in their functions but united in their prostitution, weave alliance with the media empire, baptized by some as fourth power. Speaker in hand, manufactures non-existent conflicts and relives sleeping hatreds.
Always at the service of revenge.

Feminists, animalists, LGBT… they all hate the society they live in while they hate each other.
Why does this arise? Because it is the perfect moment. Postmodernity as a pyramid of values ​​and domain system. Infinite identities, demolition of the established and seamless relativisms. The dialectics have multiplied, abandoning the class struggle for the fight of urban tribes. The increasing atomization, extends the battlefield to the individual himself, leaving this to the waves of the ideological ideological moles.

And the power, lascivious and picaron, rubs his hands.

What is the result of all this? For a fragmented society, impregnated with the stain of hatred and an absolute disregard for the real world. Different identities share this hatred ... but by hating each other they are unable to catapult any change.

Chaos serving order; the disorder serving stability.

Meanwhile, the great economic powers, banks, multinationals, high officials, etc., rub their bloody hands with their slave under the boot. This panoli, helpless and unanswered, continues in sterile fights as a pseudohuman homunculus, digging his own grave and nullifying his responsiveness.

When is the end of identity aberration? Only the world is changed together, without breaking up into amorphous and emotional masses. When to lie together, united as a social body? Without answering this problem, the world will be lost.